I have bery ebil fwens. If you even call them that, that is.

And it is amazing how you could have your panties wet, just from the way someone writes about the daily mundane stuff. Wits baby, is an aphrodisiac. Very yummy.

Anyway.

The long awaited.. long post. Procrastination, procrastination.

Mummy loves you very much, Charissa.

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30 November 2007. Friday.

Took her for a little walk around the neighbourhood just before I had to rush off to work at an event.

And… the funny incidents that happened is an open secret now. Darn.

I love to take pictures when she is sleeping. And this, reminds me of the many ultrasounds I did when she was spawning within me. Looking at her now, the unsightly stretched flabs are the last thing on my mind.

It was a windy evening, we went to buy some food, before we walked back and chilled at the playground.

Verdict? She loves the swing though she was petrified in the beginning.

We quickly went up when I realised I didn’t have much liberty with the time left for putting on makeup.

It was nicer.

What was nicer, is having someone to greet you when you get back from work, welcoming you with all smiles and plenty of enthusiasm.

And she turned on her manja charms. And yes, that’s how she normally pinches me, too.

We just spent time in bed, and watched her as she rolled around, getting snugglish(?), affectionate. I even changed her to her birthday outfit, just to see how she would look like.

And she leaned forward and rested on my thighs, lifting her head up to give me the most heart-melting smile ever. My favourite picture of her now.

And yes baby, that was where you burrowed out a yearago. Hurhur.

It wasn’t long before the z monster subdued her, and I sat by the window that night for a nice, long while, before I too, prepared for the big day ahead.

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1st December 2007.

Though it was a day early, it was the big day for her.

Good morning sunshine, it is your big day, and let’s get you changed.

A nice long shower, and her modelling Mummy’s birthday gift for her.

I honestly don’t think I have ever bought myself a dress that cost as much. But of cos, being the proud mother I am, I would love to see her start taking her first steps in those pretty shoes, running around the malls with hesitant steps, in this dress.

My mum says can wear till 3 years old. Haha.

Thank you girls for the fabulous clothes. They made Minibean a model. I think it is high time she has some walk-in closet from the amount of clothes she has.

No wonder she’s happy like a bird.

Before the bulk of the guests arrived. Now she even has a membership card for her shopping needs.

Unlike last year, this year she did all the entertaining chores for me, and she kept them busy as they chased her around. I doubt she even missed me.

Thank you Carol, for the yearly supply of nappies!

I very sad. I didn’t take pictures with Midori and Wanyi. They were there when Minibean first returned home. I remember I was so afraid of being alone. I mean, it was my first day of facing a brand new life(in hospital different!), and I was totally clueless with the unkempt house.

I remember Midori was still as afraid of Minibean back then as she was when Minibean was still incubating within. Hahaha! And she is good with her this time round

These lovely girls, can become her personal shoppers already.

Thank you, really. Thank you.

You know huh, last year I wanted to change/looked presentable and whatever for her first month, but I was so caught up with everything that I didn’t even manage to pop in those contacts.

This year, I had time to do so and put on makeup, but didn’t have time to change, and someone pointed that out to be, hor, Enqi?

My sweetheart with Eileen and a glimpse of the delicious food. They had rave reviews compared to last year’s.

And the pretty dress that the girls got for her.

And the beasts in the girls prompted them to ravenously strip her for an impromptu fashion show.

Not forgetting the back, with her tush out. Like a professional model already.

And then, another set.

The more executive look.

Like all runway fashion show, they do the changing in the open.

Tadang.

She is combing her hair in this picture. Somehow my parents thought her that pretty well enough for her to show it off to the guests.

And the casual sequin top with a sexy, short denim skirt.

I think she enjoys the cam-whoring session pretty well. It’s all in the genes, baby.

I told myself I must make up for the lack of pictures last year, and you can see the steaming vengeance.

Love it when she draws close and lean against my barely existing chest.

Enqi, thank you. I wish I could say thank you for so much more, for standing by me over the years, and so terribly understanding when I want, and need to hide.

And I love, love, love your new hair.

The birthday girl and the machine that churned her out.

It was half past 6 when we cut cake. I was so gan cheong I was trembling. Don’t know kan cheong for what. I think the crowd made me nervous.

I have fabulous friends. Many came as individuals, and they entertained themselves well.

And her Noah’s Ark cake. It was bad that I didn’t manage to order a cake in time for her, so deprived her of something nicer.

Oh, and she kicked into the cake just before she blew the candle. I can’t remember if I licked the chocolate off her toes.

(And it is not supposed to sound dirty, Janise! It is a perfectly innocent statement. FYI, she nominated me on Superlatives, saying I am most likely to say something perfectly innocent and yet sounds dirrrrty)

Charissa is 1!

Singing birthday song, and she clapped along.

Next year, she will blow her candle by herself.

I love how excited she looks in this picture.

I am so glad Pastor Henry and his wife made it in time for her cake-cutting. I am just so happy they are a part of it.

She is so cute! Not mine, but Justine’s baby girl. I feel that I learnt a lot from Justine, and she is one amazing lady.

Thank you Justine. I really did appreciate the time, however short, when we were working together.

I proudly announced at 7pm, “Oh, a year ago, this time, my water broke. Muahaha.”

JOOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!

And this lady, whom I have known for 20 years. Meiyi. It was good to see old faces.Someone, who saw this picture… gasped, “Oh! Philip Ong was there?”

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO He is not who you think he is.

My baby even knows how to position her legs to make them look slimmer. Haha, and the piglet(far right) Mingwei and Xiao Lup Cheong got for her.

Here they are. Xiao Lup Cheong(giggles) and Mingwei.

Why my baby is leaning towards him rather than me?

That’s better. A kiss for Mummy. My dearest Jiali.

I love this girl. For a good 10 years.

Oh, the shirt that FF got for Mummy. Loooove it!

Glenn, who endured the MacDonald House days with me. The nicest guy anyone can meet.

AL, thanks for sorting out my computer stuff for me, and we should go eat eggplants soon!

Another nicest guy possible. Jieyuan. Thank you dear, and I owe you a dinner.

Her holding to the card Auntie Jiali wrote her. Sitting cosily next to Auntie Bernice who helped Mummy a lot throughout the day, and stayed on till late.

And finally, the guest who rushed over from the airport. Thank you dear.

Family picture. Hehehe.

And a series of nice pictures taken by Uncle Kenny.

Her clapping her hands when we sang for her.

Her twinkle twinkle little star.

And part of her haul for the day.

When I brought her to shower, after she poo-pooed.She damn cute with her hair tied up.

Minibean and her vibrating teether toy.


You are simply wonderful, darling.

My cutie.

I was so tired for the night, that I tripped over Kenny and was like bumping into every single object in sight.

Thank you guys, who helped me cleaning up.

When midnight approached, we went down for a stroll.

It was a cold, windy night.

We went to the petrol kiosk, and on our way there, the clock struck twelve.

And I think she knows its her birthday too.

And when we got back, cotton bud(cotton buds have many uses. Cough) became candle.

She has a smart mother, what can I say? Even the flame looks oh-so perfect.

She doesn’t seem to be a fan though.

2 December 2007

The actual day was quiet, we just cuddled up in bed most of the time.

Before evening was here and I changed her into the dress my dad bought her.

And you could see the blush/rash on her cheeks that erupted.

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She morphs into so many personas, it’s amazing.

I love you baby.

And if you think baby can’t take a bad picture, she tops it off again.

But this was 4th December, after her trip to the hospital, when she was on the phone.

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And she was with me again on last Wednesday. 12th.

I let her sit on her toy and she was happy with her newfound freedom in the hall.

And it was a quick day with Mummy before she returned back to JB.

I haven’t edited the pictures from the recent weekend, but it will be soon.

I hope it will sweeten up the festive season for some of you, at least.

Love,

Both of us.

88 pictures! Woot!